Plot: This is the third and last story in the trilogy that includes 'Blood Is Thicker Then Water' and 'A Difficult Decision'. A series of events happens to the group, some bad and some good (I've got a lot happening here, so I can't say what happens specifically). Rated R.
Author's Note #1: This story starts out 9 months after the end of 'A Difficult Decision'.
Author's Note #2: Please leave me a review at Jude12184@aol.com!
Disclaimer: don't own Will and Grace or it's characters. The story title is taken from the song Only Love Remains by Paul McCartney and then tranlated into French.

Part 1: Stormy Day

"There's about six inches left of this fabric," Grace Adler said. She was looking over the measurements for an armchair to see if the roll of fabric on the table would be enough to cover it.

"That should be enough to cover the armrests," Katherine Riley, her partner, said. "Should leave half an inch."

"All right," Grace said. "I'll start cutting it." She picked up a pair of fabric scissors and started the cut through the red and gold fabric on the lines that had been drawn earlier.

"I thought you were having me work on-" Katherine started to say. She stopped and started to cough lightly.

"I'm going to give you tomorrow off," Grace said. "You need to get some rest."

"I'm fine Gracie," Katherine said. She was about to say something else, when the door to the office opened and her sister, Karen Walker, stepped inside. "Hey Kare, how was lunch?"

"Just fine," Karen said, sitting down at her desk. "I did manage to get a some samples of fabric for the wedding."

Katherine looked over at Grace, who in turn looked at her and said, "Go ahead, I told you already that I don't mind."

"Kath, how long ago was it that I told you that I wanted you to help me plan mine and Jack's wedding?" Karen asked as her sister walked over to her desk.

"Way back in February," Grace answered. "And like I said before, I really do not mind she chose you to help her."

"Alright, alright," Katherine said, putting a stool next to Karen's desk. "I won't ask about it again."

"Okay," Karen said, reaching into her purse. "Now these are supposed to be for the tables at the reception." She pulled out four small squares of fabric and handed them over to Katherine.

"Did you and Jack decide on a color for the wedding?" Katherine asked as she studied the first square.

"I said light blue and he said dark red," Karen said. "But then we went to Barney's and got his suit for the wedding and we both decided that white and blue would be better."

"You choose those colors based on his suit?" Grace asked, looking up from her cutting.

"Yeah," Karen said smiling. "I bought him a three-piece Armani suit with a blue tie. It really makes his eyes stand out."

Katherine smiled and then said, "Well I do like the colors you want to have, but Kare, two of these samples are red."

"Oh, I know," Karen said.

"Right," Katherine said rolling her eyes, and she threw the two red fabric squares at Karen. "I think this will be better for the tables." She showed her sister the blue square of fabric that had silver thread on the edges.

"Great," Karen said. "Do you think you could do me a big favor and go back to the store and get this much of that fabric." She then handed a piece of paper over to Katherine.

"Sure, I'll go when it's almost time to close up," Katherine answered, she put the paper and fabric square in her pocket.

"I don't know Kat," Grace said, folding up the cut fabric. "It's really pouring out there and you still sound like you're sick."

"Don't worry Grace!" Katherine said, walking back over to the work table. "I'm perfectly all-" Another bought of coughing kept her from finishing her sentence. This time, the coughing sounded worse then ever, and Katherine took a handkerchief from her pocket, pressing it to her mouth.

"Kath?" Karen asked worriedly, getting up from her chair.

"Here Kat, sit," Grace said quickly, jumping up from her seat and lead Katherine over to her desk chair.

The coughing finally stopped, and Katherine slowly moved the handkerchief away from her mouth, breathing deeply. "It's okay," she managed to say hoarsely.

"I'll get you some water," Grace said. She turned and went over to the water cooler next to the elevator.

"Honey, I think you should go see a doctor," Karen said, looking down at her sister. "You've been sick for almost a month now."

Katherine licked her dry lips and was startled to taste blood. She looked down at the handkerchief and saw more blood there. "I-I'm okay," she repeated weakly, hiding the handkerchief from Karen. "I just need to go to bed early tonight."

"I think you need to go home and get some sleep now," Grace said, coming back with a paper cup filled with water.

"I guess I could do that," Katherine said. She took the cup and sipped some water, wincing at the metallic taste of the blood in her mouth. "If it's alright with you of course, Grace."

"If I could I would take you back to your apartment myself," Grace said.

"I can take you back in the limo," Karen said. She touched Katherine's forehead and said, "You're burning Kath."

"I suppose I should go then," Katherine said. She finished the water in the cup and then threw it away. She walked over to where the coats were hanging and pulled on her jacket and then wound her scarf around her neck. "I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"If you're still not feeling better, just take tomorrow off," Grace said.

Katherine smiled and then turned to Karen, "I'll talk to you later. Say hi to Jackie-boy for me."

"I will Kath," Karen said. "You just go home and get some rest."

"I will, bye Kare, Gracie," Katherine said just before she left the office.

Struggling through the pouring rain, Katherine walked the two blocks over to the fabric store. She hadn't planned on going back to her apartment just yet, she wanted to get the fabric for Karen's wedding and then pick up her daughter, Amber, from school. As she stepped into the store, Katherine wearily sighed and went over to an employee to get some help.

An hour and a half later, Katherine left the store with a bolt of fabric wrapped in plastic in her arms. She looked at her watch and saw that it was still a while until Amber would get out of school. Feeling a wave of dizziness pass through her, Katherine reached into her pursed and pulled out her cell phone. She quickly dialed a number and put the phone to her ear.

Jack McFarland was just about to play on the grand piano in his and Karen's penthouse when the phone rang. He got up from the bench and picked up cordless phone in the room. "Walker-McFarland residence. Jack McFarland speaking here," he said when he answered.

"Hi Jackie-boy," Katherine said.

"Hey Sister Katherine," Jack said, smiling. "What's going on?"

"I need to ask you a favor," Katherine managed to say before coughing.

"Are you still sick Kat?" Jack asked worriedly.

"Never mind Jack," Katherine said quickly. "I need you to pick up Amber from school for me if you're able to."

"No problem," Jack said. "I'm just sitting here in the house."

"Thank you so much Jack," Katherine said in a relieved tone of voice. "I'll talk to you later."

"Bye Kat," Jack said.

"Good bye," Katherine said quickly. She put her cellphone back in her purse and pushed some of her wet hair that had fallen into her eyes. Without really thinking about it, she stepped off the curb and into the street so she could go over to Zabar's for some food. She didn't hear the warning shouts until it was too late.

Karen walked through the front door of the penthouse and was surprised to hear Amber's voice ringing through the house.

"Come on Uncle Jack I give up!" Karen's niece said, walking into the entryway. "Hi Auntie Karen!" She ran over to Karen and hugged her.

"Ha! I told you I knew the best hiding places here," Jack said, coming down the stairs. "Hi Kare."

"Hello Jackie," Karen said as Jack walked up to her. "Still love me?"

"Are you still wearing my engagement ring?" Jack asked back. He laughed and kissed her lightly.

"So poodle, how come Amber is here?" Karen asked, as they walked into the living room where Amber had gone as they had kissed each other.

"Katherine had me pick her up from school today," Jack said. "I took her over to the apartment, but no one was there."

"Kath wasn't there?" Karen asked.

"Nope, I figure she had a lot of shopping to do," Jack said, shrugging.

"But she left the office early today," Karen said. She glanced over at Amber, who was sitting at the coffee table in the room doing her homework. "Kath was very sick."

"Oh," Jack said, looking worried for a minute. "I guess she must have gone to get medicine or something."

"But-" Karen began to say, but the phone rang and she went over to it. "Karen Walker speaking," she said when she answered.

Jack watched as Karen's expression changed from confusion to outright horror. "Kare?" he asked quietly, walking to her side.

Karen hung up the phone and looked at Jack. "I-it's Kath," she managed to say.

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